Léon: The Cat Killer

"Hehehe... Well then, thank you in advance for the atrocities."

Watching Amiya shake the hand that was holding the violence up and down, Huang also covered it with his own hand... Seeing the three of them acting like the sworn brothers in Nana's story, Rosemary, who was shoveling radish stew into her mouth, felt out of place with these three.

How can there be such childish people... They keep talking about protection and mission, aren't these people ashamed?!

Just as Rosemary was trying her best to keep a low profile and pretend she didn't exist, slightly heavy footsteps came from the other side of the door... However, because it was familiar, Rosemary didn't do anything extra.

"Amiya... the Lungmen Guard Bureau's superintendent has arrived. They and the Doctor are waiting for you in the living room."

The person knocking on the door was ACE, an elite agent in charge of the security of the command center.

With her older brother's reminder, Amiya, who had been daydreaming since waking up, quickly ate a couple of bites of food and got up. She then drifted towards the living room, followed by Rosemary.

At this moment, in the Penguin Logistics headquarters, where all the desks have been converted into surveillance monitors, the Lungmen police superintendents who helped Nana and the other frontline combat troops clean up the mess have now completed their work and are here to hand over to Rhodes Island. This is the final procedure of yesterday's battle.

"Sorry I'm late..."

"It's alright, we just arrived too early... But Amiya and Rosemary are in the command center too? I thought this place was only under the doctor's jurisdiction..."

Seeing that Superintendent Chen Huijie looked somewhat confused, Amiya took the Doctor's hand. The bunny smiled at the girl, whose concentration was slightly waned from staying up all night, then looked at the Lungmen representative, presenting herself as the CEO, the leader of Rhodes Island, and, most sincerely, her true self:

“I am the Doctor’s bodyguard and also the CEO of Rhodes Island… Generally speaking, I should be on the front line for missions of this level, but the Medic operator thinks I am still immature, so please allow me to do what I can at the command post.”

"...I won't interfere too much in Rhodes Island's internal affairs...I'm just here to hand over the data related to yesterday's battle...This part includes Lungmen's external explanations and supplements, as well as the relevant cooperation documents between Lungmen and Rhodes Island...and correspondingly, Rhodes Island's side..."

"Last night's battle log, is it? PRTS has it ready... It's not edited, but the master tape requested by Lungmen... Besides that, there's a request from Rhodes Island operator Medic, the representative of the combat team, to hand it over to Lungmen..."

It seemed like some kind of gang deal, with the people behind both sides placing their respective items on the table.

After Amiya and Chen Huijie signaled to each other that they could take the documents, Rabbit picked up the thick stack of files, while Chen Huijie handed the videotape to Hoshiguma and then frowned as she picked up Nana's 'request application'.

"...We need to increase firepower? Yesterday's battle went pretty smoothly, didn't it? Amiya, did Medic say anything about why we need to increase vitality? Didn't the database say that the adaptability of the Sea Sith shouldn't be used for too many technical weapons?"

Faced with Chen Huijie's barrage of questions, which came like a machine gun, Amiya and the Doctor exchanged a glance. The Doctor shook his head at Amiya, and then the little rabbit looked at Chen Huijie with slight hesitation:

"Well... perhaps you should ask her the real reason in person?"

Seeing the two people exchanging glances in front of him, Old Chen crossed his arms and tilted his head:

"I see, you didn't know either... Alright then..."

Just as Chen Huijie was about to get up and say goodbye, the doctor, who had been busy all night without rest, suffered from dementia in the morning, and had just regained some of his senses while holding the little rabbit, said in a hoarse voice:

"Because of 'adaptation'..."

"what?"

"Because yesterday, Hai Si never truly 'adapted' to the situation from beginning to end... and of the three tactical squads' attacks, only Medic himself could be considered extremely effective... The permission to upgrade firepower is not only a request for Lungmen to increase their tolerance, but also a request for Lungmen to relax the restrictions on our firepower upgrades."

"That's what they say, but tactical units won't be able to handle it, will they?"

The Doctor nodded at Hoshiguma's gentle smile as she tried to ease the tension.

"Not a tactical unit..."

But then he shook his head:

"But... in the end, they'll definitely bring in something even more powerful than a tactical unit..."

……

As the doctor sighed, in the early morning of Lungmen, a Georgian exploration vehicle, under the surveillance of a small armed boat from the Lungmen Guard Bureau, drove into its berth. The logo of Raytheon Heavy Industries was prominently displayed on both sides of the vehicle.

But if someone actually connected to Raytheon Heavy Industries were to pick her up... like Jessica, she probably wouldn't remember the person in front of her at all.

After all, the sight of this young lady descending the boarding stairs, her long white hair simply braided into a plait, wearing a summer dress and a straw hat, seemingly just an ordinary young lady, with two rows of people standing beside her, their posture resembling that of soldiers, was simply too bizarre.

Even the person involved knew very well that insisting on following his "old men" had greatly disrupted his original plans.

"...Lungmen...so the story of Siesta isn't over yet..."

With a sigh, the white-haired girl, carrying a small suitcase, waved away the soldiers around her, then took out her phone and dialed a number.

After waiting a moment and hearing the call connect but no response, the girl with the white single braid gave a sweet smile:

"Nana~ Come pick me up? I brought everything your 'mom' gave you."

PS: Waaaaaah, kitty

PSS: Just a little bit... just a little bit... After all, it's been a long time since I wrote a daily post, and I found that I still have quite a lot to write about... But we're about to enter the second round.

This hasn't even started the real chaos yet...

9th Dragon Gate Seafood: 340 Captain's Holiday

Suddenly receiving a call from a Colombian military representative who greeted her in a very familiar tone, Nana's mind would have been completely blank if she hadn't repeatedly confirmed with the captain codenamed Puff whether she was in some kind of disguise mission. The mere mention of "your mother" would have been enough to make her thoughts suddenly freeze.

It took Killer Cat thirty seconds to realize who Miss Puff's 'mom' was... The manager would probably be speechless if he knew.

The identity of Teresa Walter was far too sensitive. Compared to the fact that she had told herself she had passed through Lungmen Customs and was already in Lungmen City, the ICA supplies became insignificant.

After all, the mere fact that the captain of Columbia's newest experimental airship was wandering around Lungmen, a city with an incredibly complex situation, was enough to make Nana's vision go black.

Because the matter involved the Colombian Ministry of Defense and even more classified departments, Nana, unable to reveal her whereabouts, could only leave a message through PRTS saying she was going out for a while. She then forwarded the corresponding serial number that Puff had sent her to Nagisa and the others, so that Lycoris on Rhodes Island could help Nana receive the reinforcement equipment using the Colombian procedure.

After donning her Rhodes Island uniform with the armband removed, Nana arrived at the Lungmen commercial district. Looking at the meeting address sent by the other party, she breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the surrounding skyscrapers... After all, the other party didn't insist on meeting in the slums.

If this group brings their habit of causing trouble in the slums of Glassval to Great Yan, then Nana will probably have a hard time explaining it to Chen Huijie later.

Holding her phone, she searched through the bustling commercial districts of the metropolis. Accustomed to the daily standard of 10 LMD for maintaining vital signs, she looked back at the luxury clothing costing thousands of LMD, the expensive musical instruments costing millions, and the coffee that dared to sell for 5 LMD a cup with countless brand premiums. The assassin once again felt the unevenness of this land.

Putting aside those notions that could at least prove her money sense wasn't completely broken, Nana focused intently and quickly found the 'meeting place' whose atmosphere was somewhat out of place with its surroundings.

It must be said that even in Lungmen, a land of diverse cultures and customs that coexist harmoniously, the atmosphere among the members of the Colombian special operations warship is uniquely suffocating.

Wearing stretchy short-sleeved shirts, their muscles bulging beneath, resembling members of the Marine Corps, they were scattered around the coffee shop in twos and threes, each doing their own thing. Some were leaning over the shop window, pointing at the prices of the goods, while others were harassing the staff of the bookstore next door... At first glance, this scene might seem like miners changing shifts or some old men who hadn't returned to the civilized world in a long time, surrounded by erotic books with strange smiles, and it didn't seem too strange. But if someone like Nana, with her special work experience, were to notice that these seemingly frivolous guys had created an outer perimeter of one to several hundred meters.

Habitually, I continued to move inward, bypassing the gazes of those people. Apart from the hellish scroll-like exterior that resembled a prison exercise area, several groups of men in casual suits, carrying drinks, kept scanning the people around them near the café where we met.

Good news, Puff Lai Longmen didn't sneak out on its own after all.

Bad news: it seems her bodyguards didn't even try to hide the fact that "there are important people here!"... By the way, what was the excuse for these people, who appeared to be carrying weapons, to get through Lungmen security?

Thinking about these trivial matters, Nana noticed a few questions popping into her head as she watched the plainclothes Marines on duty intentionally or unintentionally preventing others from approaching the inner circle... How come they brought Columbia's bad habits to Lungmen? Aren't they afraid of being discovered by acting so blatantly?

Even assuming the worst, the captain of Columbia's new warship... might be someone with the identity of a developer coming to Lungmen, if you were really worried about her personal safety, you shouldn't have let her do anything reckless in the first place.

Sighing, Nana observed for a while and found that the TDD crew seemed to have booked the entire cafe. Only the staff were awkwardly but busily providing food and drinks for everyone. Nana then left the shopping street.

Re-entering the coffee shop through the staff entrance at the back, Nana found a Victorian maid uniform that fit her figure in the lounge and put it on. Then she saw the white-haired girl who was surrounded by two people and whose eyes looked slightly dazed.

Please forgive Nana for using the word "girl" to describe the captain of the TDD experimental airship, but seeing that girl with a white braid draped over her shoulder, sipping her espresso with a blank stare and making a sound like a sigh... under the questioning gaze of the coffee shop manager, Nana, dressed in a maid outfit, generously accepted the plate containing several small cakes, and then quietly took them from behind the cream puff:

"Hello, here is your tiramisu, cranberry hazelnut chocolate chip cookies, and lemon cream scones... Also, gentlemen, could you please remind your subordinates that the bookstore clerks next door are having a lot of trouble, and if you continue to cause trouble, you might have to go to the Guard Bureau to find them."

"Ah... thank you, we'll be right there... um?"

As Nana placed several snacks in front of her captain and then sat down in front of the white-haired girl, the two men standing next to Puff belatedly realized what was happening and looked at Nana with horrified expressions... One of them even habitually reached for his waist:

"Although your holster is under your arm... What, are navy people not used to armpit holsters?"

Now, everyone could see the dissatisfaction on the black-haired maid's face. In the coffee shop, a certain Carter looked at the name tag on Nana's chest with a confused expression and asked his coworker if it was his uniform. Regardless of the situation, the two middle-aged men who had just been standing guard were somewhat drenched in sweat when they realized that the black-haired cat had quietly served food to their captain.

The girl with the braided hair actually smiled. After putting down her coffee cup, she used her fork to cut a bite of tiramisu, tasted its sweet bitterness, and said:

"...Alright, everyone's thinking about my safety after all...Nana, you need to realize that you're actually far removed from our inner circle."

"If you really don't trust me, then for the sake of your own life, I suggest you don't give me a chance in the first place... When I came here and saw the three layers of defensive formations, I thought you had been kidnapped, Puff. Didn't you see how the security here has been gradually approaching our hometown just yesterday?"

She shrugged, looking completely unconcerned... because the Carter's employee and the coffee shop manager were still being held back by the Marines a few meters away, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to, looking rather pitiful. After briefly using the changing room to change back into her own clothes, Nana sat back down in front of Puff:

"So, what's going on? Why did you suddenly come here..."

"Hmm...where should I begin...you know, we just did something big in Siesta, right?"

"Yes, my agent told me about that."

While talking, she kept glancing at the small snacks in front of Puff. The more she thought about being woken up in the middle of the night, the angrier she became. Taking advantage of Puff's attempt to organize her thoughts, Nana quickly and naturally started stuffing the small snacks into her mouth.

Judging from the claim that all these things were bought by cream puffs to appease her hunger, Nana's actions can be considered a crazy offering of cream puffs. And from the other person's rambling explanation, Nana roughly understood why a national treasure like Theresa Walter would appear in Lungmen.

"Because of the need to eliminate underwater sea monsters... TDD had no choice but to deploy the underwater submersible mode in actual combat ahead of schedule... Although the initial plan was sound, the damage was unavoidable due to the larger-than-expected enemy size..."

While muttering about the unrestrained use of fully automatic mode, forced submersion at depths exceeding practical limits, close-range torpedo explosions, and hand-to-hand combat between mechanical hunters and large sea monsters in the hangar, Nana reluctantly accepted the cappuccino from the coffee shop and concluded that 'it's basically just a major overhaul after the battle between TDD and Haizi, which has driven these people crazy with boredom.'

"After all, it is used under overload conditions, so it is only natural to carry out strict inspection and repair... Even though TDD does have the meaning of a kind of ultimate weapon in our country, it is still just a machine in the end. If it is not properly maintained, it is just scrap metal."

"I thought you were going to say that you came to help because you were worried about the situation here..."

“We don’t actually mind continuing to demand a result for the people and colleagues who sacrificed themselves in Siesta… but, Lungmen is, after all, the territory of the Great Yan, and even our country, which is now on the ‘Golden Road,’ cannot interfere at will.”

"...I think that instead of those self-aggrandizing 'golden age,' the government should pay more attention to its existing problems and the potential future impact on the public...So you're trying to tell me that you traveled thousands of kilometers across the land just to have a vacation in Lungmen?"

Upon hearing Nana's words, Puff, dressed in a white dress with a simple straw hat beside her, involuntarily looked away and then made a "hehe" sound.

"'Hey, what the heck is that...? Be serious, okay?... If you don't like it, do whatever you want. I have a lot of work to do myself..."

Seeing that Nana looked like she couldn't take it anymore and was about to leave, Puff smiled and pushed a card over... It was an encrypted magnetic card. Nana recognized the chip design. The old ICA equipment of Lycoris in Rhodes Island should have the reading specifications.

"Don't treat me like the kind of person who doesn't do anything productive. I'm here to deliver something to you, after all..."

"Couldn't you just send any other messenger for that kind of thing?"

"It would be more solemn if I came in person... Besides, there are some things that I couldn't deliver to you if I didn't come myself."

Although she didn't know what Puff was up to, Nana wasn't too concerned. So, after accepting the magnetic card as her 'item list,' Nana glanced around. After exchanging glances with the vice-captain she had met briefly during the rescue of Ticalondo and the TDD members she vaguely remembered, Nana decided to get straight to the point:

"So, I have indeed received the items. What are your plans now?"

"Of course, we'll continue our vacation!"

"In Lungmen?"

"No, actually I want to go to Rhodes Island."

Seeing Nana's furrowed brows and slightly open mouth, Puff chuckled and stuck a piece of cake into the mouth of the cat in front of her, who was more like her own kind than a collaborator.

Nana's expression reminded her of when she had told the crew that she was going to Rhodes Island.

When the aging vice-captain heard me say I wanted to rest, he pulled out several travel brochures from his folder and recommended various tourist attractions in the surrounding countries. I guess my expression was similar to Nana's now.

Just like when she interrupted her own vice-captain, Tessa propped her head up and continued:

"After all, it's Rhodes Island that has captivated you and that guy, and its predecessor, that tower, is shrouded in mystery... Not to mention the legendary Lady Kal'tsit, who is highly regarded by the Grand Master. I've wanted to visit her for a long time."

Seeing that Puff seemed genuinely looking forward to it, Nana blinked, but instead of following the 'stop' look from the middle-aged man with the Mediterranean glasses beside her... she spoke her true feelings:

"It's alright. Rhodes Island is definitely safer than Lungmen itself right now..."

Seeing Nana so readily allow Tess to enter the dangerous area, the vice-captain's eyes turned fierce:

“...Miss, former colleague, setting aside the uncertain security risks, are you sure the local hygiene standards can guarantee the captain's health? Even though we weren't originally from the same system, our 'Miss's' status is still special...In a special hospital like Rhodes Island, can 'Miss's's' physique remain healthy?!”

"...If people in Lungmen heard you say that, they might scold you. I just picked up a child from the slums yesterday. They're trying their best to survive in the shantytown... Lungmen is a proper mobile city, after all. How can you say that the sanitation is unbearable? As for Rhodes Island... Rhodes Island is a hospital. There's no cleaner place than Rhodes Island."

Despite raising this question, seeing the slightly forlorn expression on the braided girl's face and the serious expressions of the two accompanying officers, who were not joking, the girl codenamed Puff pointed to her finger and said helplessly in the face of Nana's questioning gaze:

"But... this land is such a fragile thing that it could die from drinking a cup of dirty water... Speaking of which, Nana doesn't even know my race?"

As time passed, the light outside the café gradually brightened and clung to the girl... She had lustrous gray-blonde hair, paired with large gray eyes, and wore a sleeveless dress. She reached out and slightly lifted a strand of hair from her temple, revealing pointed ears that resembled those of Dulin or the Blood Demon.

"Actually, I... am a water spirit. Yeah, the one that seems to get Oripathy from the Originium Engine exhaust, even more fragile than Rembiton Sand Beast... but..."

Holding a coffee cup, Teresa Walter, an incredibly fragile yet vital talent at Columbia University and the lead designer of TDD, smiled at Nana:

"But I'm not at the point where I need to be in a sterile ward yet, am I? Take me there, Rhodes Island!"

PS: Waaaaaah, kitty

PSS: It seems like we're running out of illustrations again... Also, the cream puff didn't just appear here randomly; she has a very important mission.

9th Dragon Gate Seafood: 341 Captain's Holiday (2)

Although Miss Puff's words were enough to make the vice-captain, instructors, mechanical hunter pilots, and even mechanical cavalry marines around her show extremely painful expressions, judging from the fact that these people were only in pain and did not continue to refute, it was clear that the captain still had the final say on her own ship.

Seeing this, the white-haired girl with braided pigtails put down her coffee cup and tilted her head and put her hands on her hips as if to prove something. However, in Nana's current thoughts, she felt that if gazes could kill, then the gazes of the TDD crew members around her could simply annihilate her on the spot.

So what expression should I make now?

According to what the agent has said in the past, a smile is probably the best thing to do in situations like this.

As for Puff's request to visit Rhodes Island... or rather, to meet Kal'tsit, Nana sent it to Kal'tsit via PRTS encryption. Originally, Nana said that this matter should end here, and the subsequent handover could be handed over to SWEEP or simply be received by Ascalon himself.

But seeing Nana's reluctant expression, Miss Puff only needed one sentence to get Nana to stay by her side: